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Laura (Gowan)

The dull parade, domestic scenne She makes a meal of toast and beans today The soaps play on her t.v. screen A mundane way to wash her dreams away And so she looks ahead another year Terrified to see that she's still here Laura lives the straight life She plays the good wife at home But Laura thinks there's more to this life Wants to make a dream of her own She holds her book on Paul Gauguin And sees herself paint distant lands someday She wonders how the day would look If this dreay vail was torn away If one night he should stumble through the door To find she doesn't live here anymore Laura lives the straight life She plays the good wife at home But Laura thinks there's more to this life Wants to make a dream of her own In some warm exotic place She'll dance naked to the waist Paint reclining dark skinned men Seduce them now and then Oh, Laura One lonely, yellow, autumn leaf Clings to a barren tree today She racks the dishes up to driy And through the window sees it fly away Then she smiles to know that she'll be going soon But today her only trip's the laundry room Laura lives the straight life She plays the good wife at home But Laura thinks there's more to this life Wants to make a dream of her own Oh Laura thinks there's more to this life Wants to make a dream of her own